Chapter 3650 seeing is not reality, hearing is not fiction
The King of the Seventh Palace smiled piously and gently, and the light shone on his handsome cheeks.
Suddenly, that smile suddenly froze.
The Seventh Palace King's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at Tianji Xinghe's drawings in horror.
Not just him, every cultivator was sluggish.
Jaw-dropping, as if in a dream.
The man in green's hands were trembling, and he staggered back, his eyes completely red: "How could it be like this...how could it be..." The twelve masters of the Temple of Heaven and Qin Lingzu, who was suspended in the sky, showed strange smiles.
I saw that the fate star that was still shining above the Tianji Galaxy painting suddenly dimmed, and all the light was extinguished in an instant.
Dim, dull.
"No..." Linglong opened her eyes, her face as pale as paper filled with panic.
The picture of the Tianji Galaxy reflected in her eyes, the fate stone, was cracking at a very fast speed.
Spider web-like cracks are covered with fate stones.
Suddenly, the fate stone shattered in front of everyone's eyes.
With a snap, the royal scepter in the King of the Seventh Palace fell to the ground, and he slumped down helplessly.
He said it.
Can't come back.
I can't come back... The Seventh Palace King sat on the ground with his head in his hands, feeling so painful that he couldn't make any sound.
A picture appeared in his mind.
When he first heard about Ye Qingge, it was a long time ago. He knew that there was a woman who was favored by Emperor Qing and became the enemy of Yun Shen.
Later, in Shenyue City, he saw Ye Qingge's ability.
She played the five kings around so much that she actually made the God of Thunder, who had no money to spare, willingly sacrifice his Yuan Stone to become her disciple.
Princess Shangting's poisonous aura has stumped countless longevity doctors, and they are helpless. She offers a good prescription to treat Princess Shangting and prolong Princess Shangting's life.
Goodbye, she became his granddaughter.
How could the King of the Seventh Palace not know that she pretended to be delicate and made the princess so angry that she vomited blood.
She was originally a poppy that bloomed in the desert, how could she be the gentle white lotus?
Before the King of the Seventh Palace could make up for it, she was gone.
The stars lost their light, the fate stones were all broken, and everything became a passing cloud.
On top of the cliff where tens of thousands of people were standing, there was only the sound of wind.
Loulan stood on the boulder, panicking. Her hand holding the huge luminous pearl did not put down, but it was weakening and trembling.
"No, it won't!"
Lou Lan shouted, her slender body swaying in the wind: "The Empress has the luck of the Purple Star, boundless longevity and good fortune, and auspicious signs. She is only twenty years old, and she is still alive! She will not die! I don't believe it! It must be this.
There is something wrong with the Tianji Galaxy drawing! It must be!"
The man in Tsing Yi closed his eyes. The golden light of the runes on his face suddenly dimmed and went out at the moment the fate stone shattered, and there was no more light.
Tsing Yi is a Tianji stone and understands the reason why the fate stone is shattered without light.
Death is like the extinguishing of a lamp, like the breaking of stones, and one will only fall into reincarnation, with no possibility of starting over again.
The man in Tsing Yi squatted on the ground, suddenly began to doubt himself, and fell into extreme pain.
What exactly is Tianji Yiyi pursuing?
He doesn't know.
He only knows that Tianji originally appeared to avoid disaster and save people, but now, it has actually become harmful to people.
Ye Qingge died due to misfortune.
Tianji is harming people, but she is saving them.
The masters in the Temple of Heaven said she was cruel and ruthless, but the young man in Tsing Yi felt that she was like a god and the savior of the world.
The man in Tsing Yi raised his head and looked ahead blankly.
A figure stopped beside him.
Zhang Liren sat next to the young man in green clothes, looked at him sideways, and asked, "Are you in a bad mood?"
"It's a bit...uncomfortable..." the young man in green said softly.
"What you see with your eyes is not reality, and what you hear with your ears is not reality. Young man, you cannot see some sounds and scenes with your eyes and listen with your ears."
Zhang Liren said.
The young man in green looked at Zhang Liren in surprise, confused, half understanding.
Zhang Liren's words were like flowers in the mist.
If you don’t use your ears to hear sounds, what should you use?
Shouldn’t the scene be seen with the eyes?
In the direction of the young man in green, there was no longer a picture of the Tianji Galaxy with the Purple Bead and Jade Star Life Stone, and he said sadly: "Do you mean that the life star I saw is dim and the life stone I heard is shattered are all illusions?
My eyes and my ears have deceived me?"
The young man in green obviously didn't believe what Zhang Liren said. It was really ridiculous and nonsense.
"Why not?"
Zhang Liren pointed to the left side of his chest: "Listen with your heart and see with your heart, and you will find that the beauty of the world is indescribable."
Zhang Liren opened his fan and looked at the painful and sad King of the Seventh Palace in the Trapped Beast Fighting Formation, and then at the panicked Princess Linglong. Finally, he raised his head and looked at the sky, where two faint lines could be seen.
The figure of peerless elegance is like a chess player controlling the chess game of heaven and earth, staying aloof and watching this bloody and cruel drama from afar.
When the young man in green frowned and thought, he thought of a point of confusion. He was about to turn his head to ask Zhang Liren, only to realize that Zhang Liren had disappeared.
The side beside me is empty.
The young man in Tsing Yi looked around, searching everywhere.
In the crowd, Murong Chuan patted Zhang Liren on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "We have to prepare the funeral arrangements for the empress."
"No rush."
Zhang Liren said: "The empress symbolizes legend. Her era and her legend will never fall."
Murong Chuan was angry: "The star of destiny has lost its light, and the destiny stones have all been broken. You still say that she is a legend and will never fall?
Brother Liren, I finally discovered that your standard has dropped a bit recently.
Stop talking nonsense, since the Empress died for the One Hundred and Eight Continents and Nine Realms, we have to take care of her funeral arrangements. I want to send the Empress off in a glorious manner, and I want her funeral to be very grand."
"If a person really dies, everything after his death will be empty. No matter how grand and extravagant it is, what will happen?"
Zhang Liren's retort left Murong Chuan speechless.
Murong Chuan looked sideways at the drawing of the Tianji Galaxy. There were no purple pearls or jade stars in that vast galaxy.
Murong Chuan's eyes turned red: "She is only... twenty years old..." After saying this, Murong Chuan choked up.
Zhang Liren did not answer Murong Chuan's words, but looked at the young man in green.
The young man in green clothes thought about Zhang Liren's words and did not come back to his senses for a long time, his brows furrowed in annoyance.
A long time passed, and the young man in Tsing Yi definitely tried to listen carefully as Zhang Liren said.
The young man in green clothes closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the lower side of the Tianji Galaxy painting.
This time, he used the star array as a medium to look at this vast picture with his heart! The young man in green clothes gradually entered a better state, and his consciousness had sunk into "Painting".
In this uncertain world, the boy in Tsing Yi still found nothing.
Suddenly, he saw that the empress's broken fate star was like the light scattered by a goddess, like a rain, falling and flying in every corner.
To be precise, the purple pearl and jade star has not disappeared! The young man in green suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the Tianji painting again.
On the picture, as always, the empress's fate stone had long been shattered and disappeared. It was completely different from what he saw with his heart.